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wait, what?
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"My son Cadmael. He sacrificed himself for me. Why not kill me as well?"
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You were strong, you didn't deserve to die, he didn't deserve to die in vain.
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"But why me!? He was young and full of potential."
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Be aware, I didn't kill him... [i]I think he can know what you REALLY did.[/i] *Crossbow walks up*
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"What is he talking about?"
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[i]You must remember by now[/i]
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"Remember what?!?"
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[i]Think[/i]
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[b]I start concentrating harder then I ever have.[/b] "No."
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[i]Then I will not tell you until you remember.[/i] *He leaves* That was weird.
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"There is much to remember."
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*Mortar looks up* Gore.
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"Gore?"
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It was my old name. Gore...
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"Your old name? Interesting."
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Can you remember anything of Gore?
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"Gore?" [b]A sudden memory seems to hit me.[/b] "I remember something involving Gore. Not you but I'm starting to."
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A war IS covered in gore...
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"The memories. When will they return?"
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I cannot say.
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"You cannot say, or you won't?"
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Erm... *Mortar looks down* A little bit of both.
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"I understand."
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*sighs* If you really wish to know... I will tell you